The Interlude

No words


She lay back on him, the full of her weight rested against him. He held her, one hand around her waist and the other rested between her legs. He savored the feeling of her shuddering around his now limp member inside her. He felt his fluid, mixed with hers, seep out of her.

She sighed heavily. He smiled and carefully lay her on the bed, following her. He took great pains to stay inside her. Who knows the next time he was to be inside of a woman again? She snuggled up next to him and they lay there in silence, each lost in their own thoughts. His hand rested on her breasts. He really did like them, so large and full.

“I’m so tired Albus.” She drawled. He chuckled and kissed the nape of her neck.

“Then sleep. And in your dreams I will be there.” She clung to his arm for a moment and then was fast asleep. Albus let himself wonder at his fortune this night.

The dark cloud of Tom Riddle had been moved from upon the wizarding world’s heads. He was gone. Every witch and wizard had been celebrating for days now. Albus laughed to himself when he imagined Minerva asking him how he had spent his holiday.

His eyes caressed the sleeping woman next to him. She was beautiful, Merlin’s beard she was. He looked at the curve of her back and rested a hand there. Soft, smooth skin. Young skin. His would never be that way again, no matter how much magic he was capable of. But here, inside of her this night, he saw a glimmer of the man he used to be. With a sad smile, he rested his head on the pillow and slept.

*****

It wasn’t quite morning yet. The sky was a dull gray and the birds were already waking from their long slumber. Albus was dreaming of him again. Tom. That cruel, twisted child who grew to be the most lost soul he had ever seen. What had awakened him from his sleep? He glanced over and saw the woman next to him with a slight smile on her face. He moved slightly, and realized, he was still inside of her. And what was more, he had awoken to her hips moving ever so slightly. His cock was not hard, but it was well on the way.

He sighed.

Perhaps one more, before they said goodbye. Could he? Of course he could. He had already proven to himself he was perfectly capable of pleasing this young, vibrant woman. She was more than capable of pleasing him for that matter.

He relaxed and felt her wetness massage him. He loved the sweet feel of flesh on flesh. The smell of her. The taste of her. Oh…yeah Gods…the taste of her drove him mad. He felt himself move at the thought. Yes. His tongue licking, his tongue delving deeper and deeper inside of her. That’s what he wanted.

He reached for his wand and tucked it behind his sleeve. He slowly pulled himself out of her and she resisted.

“One moment.” He cooed in her ear. He noticed, her hips didn’t stop moving and he felt a fire lit inside of him. How amazing. She had a sex drive that could rival any man’s he had ever met.

He rose and excused himself to the bathroom and over his shoulder he aimed a cleansing spell at her. There. When he returned, she would be fresh as the morning dew and ready for him to taste her again.

He exited the bathroom and found her laying on the bed and smiling at him. She opened her arms to him and he obliged her. He rested on top of her for a moment and kissed her. So sweet her mouth. He kissed her neck and her shoulders. Fresh and salty she tasted.

He moved down to his favorite spot, her breasts. Each one deserving of kisses and loving squeezes. He listened to her breathing. She liked the way he toyed with her. But he could not stay away from that forbidden fruit much longer. His hand slid down between her legs and he explored her once again. She moaned and spread her legs for him.

He moved down and began moving his tongue rapidly over her clit. Slightly, only teasing, she gyrated underneath him. He smiled. Her breath was more like gasps for air as his tongue tickled her clit. He fought an internal battle to just dive his tongue inside of her and satisfy them both. But he waited. He waited as she gushed fluid for him and he waited for her moans to turn to louder, more demanding pleas.

She obliged him nicely. “Please Albus…oh...God please. Make me come. Once more…please make me come.” he couldn’t stand it any longer and buried his face between her legs. Her back arched and she pushed herself up into his face. He had never before desired to taste a woman as much as this. He simply couldn’t get enough of her. He licked, sucked and over all devoured her. All the while she moaned and pleaded for more. He felt her coming, he could tell know when she was close. He held on as she bounced under him and he sucked every ounce of juice out of her when she did.

“Inside me Albus. Please. I need you inside of me now.” He sat up and his hand went to his enlarged cock. Her eyes were smoldering with desire and her legs were drawn up, ready for him to enter. He lay on top of her and entered her slowly. His eyes rolled in the back of his head and he couldn’t stop a smile. He felt her hands on his backside, pulling him into her. Deeper and deeper he went until he was pushing with all of his weight. He was completely sheathed inside of her. He felt her moving her hips under him and his breath quickened.

“No. Roll over Albus.” She pushed him out of her and onto the bed. He lay, with his cock at attention as she straddled him and inserted him inside of her. He was delighted to watched her bounce up and down and see her breasts jump with every thrust. He lay back and concentrated on not coming yet. He mustn’t. She was riding him with her head thrown back and one of her hands was playing with her clit. Oh yes…

He closed his eyes and tried not to think of her touching herself. The thought was almost too much. Instead, he concentrated on the sloshing sounds coming from her movements. Oh Gods…that would send him over too. He tightened his eyes shut and tensed his body. Perhaps if he didn’t think at all? But her voice brought him back.

“Oh Albus…oh Albus…yes…I feel you. Come for me. Come with me.” He hadn’t noticed but she was on the verge herself. He relaxed and watched her mouth drop open and he released himself just as she was. It was beautiful.

This time it was Sophia who got up fist. She gathered her clothes from the floor and went into the bathroom. Albus straightened his clothes and lay back. Words escaped him to describe how he felt at this moment. Happiness. No. Nonsensical happiness. What words could he use for utter bliss. He usually did that in times of happiness. Just made up words for the sound of them. Let’s see…

Blubber! Oddment!

Yes. That about covers it. He smiled to himself as Sophia emerged, fully clothed from the bathroom. Their eyes met and she moved closer to him. He opened his arms and she fell into his embrace. They stayed like that for a long moment.

“It is time my dear. Time for me to take my leave.” His words were spoken to the top of her head. He felt her nod and she looked up into his eyes.

“I don’t know what to say. Tonight was…beyond wonderful. Beyond words…” her voice trailed off. He looked into her eyes and smiled.

“I have always found that when no words can be found, it is pleasurable to make one up.” He chuckled at the amused look on her face. “You see…it is not the words that matter really. Just the way you say them. Blubber and Oddment.” She laughed and playfully tapped his shoulder.

“I think you may be a bit mad.” She said, only partially joking. He laced his fingers together and bounced on the balls of his feet looking at the ceiling.

“Perhaps..” He said to the ceiling. She smiled. He was a character this Albus Dumbledore. She shrugged.

“Fine. Here’s mine. Nitwit. Tweak!’ She said laughing. His eyes twinkled.

“Yes. Blubber. Oddment. Nitwit. Tweak. Yes…that will do nicely.” he offered his arm to her and they walked from the room smiling.


Epilogue coming soon…